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Her name is Natasha. Her mum is Hurricane, her dad is Abyss. she has Golden scales with patterns of black and blue.Her mum is an SandWing-SeaWing and her dad is [insert dragon tribe i am working on] She was born under and Eclipse. When she was 3 she got hit by RainWing venom but it got stopped in time and made a beautiful pattern on her scales. But despite this she wears a paper bag over her head afraid dragons will judge her. She is shy and very self concess and just wants to fit in.

[Edit] Dont mind my bad grammer and spelling :,)

So i am making a fanfiction and um i was wondering if ya'll wanted 2 hear my OC's from it...Pls dont juge my bad work tho...

Hullo ima new here idk if i can join but if i can that would be great cuz im lonely :,) anyhow have a nice day/night and pls get back to me

I want your opinions on my OC's.I have Cove the Rainwing seawing,Dune the Skywing Sandwing,Delta the Icewing Mudwing,Mountain the Icewing,Shark the Seawing,Angler the Seawing,Foughtsoul the Nightwing and his sister Lostmind,Nightkiller the Nightwing,Windreader the Nightwing,Adder the Sandwing,Haze the LeafwingAmber the Mudwing,Sunfire the Skywing,Amazon the Silkwing Rainwing,Silver the Silkwing,Paradise the Rainwing,Abzu the Seawing,Bronze the Skywing,Newt the Mudwing,Rattlesnake the Sandwing,Juneiper the Mudwing, and finaly Squid the Seawing

Anyone have any suggestions/advice on writing about wolves?

I'm new!-

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I regret to inform y'all of a sad fact. A really sad fact. One of our admins pushed the wrong button and now the wiki is self-destructing in a matter of minutes. Oops. My bad

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Saying goodbye is so hard sometimes. There is no proper way to end this, but I'll try my best.

Happy April Fools day!

I FORGOT ABOUT MY WIKIVERSARY ON HERE-

I'VE BEEN HERE SINCE MARCH 4TH, 2020 LOL

George anxiously pushed his way through the forest. Why did Dream ask to meet me here, of all places? He had a sinking feeling in his chest that had been there since he had gotten the invitation. How did Dream even know where we were hiding? He delivered the invitation practically on our doorstep! George still remembered the look on Tommy's face.

Tommy was shocked. "You're going to MEET him?! Don't you remember what he's done? To everyone? To YOU?" George sighed. "Yes, but..." Tommy gestured around the secret underground base. "We had a deal! I'll hide you from Dream, and you keep me safe!" Clenching his fists, George picked up his backpack and prepared to leave. "And I don't intend to break that deal!" Suddenly, Tommy grabbed his hand. "George..." He looked into the 16-year-old's eyes and saw a rare flash of sadness. "Please, don't go... I can't lose you too..." The boy started having trouble breathing, sinking into an anxiety attack, and George instantly started rubbing his back. "Shh, shh, it's okay. Just breathe. Tubbo's okay. You know that. He's just in Snowchester, okay?" Tommy nodded, but he was still shaking. "B-but he won't talk to me... None of them will! I only have you..." George knew how scared Tommy was, but he had to go. "Puffy still talks to you, remember? She's here for you." Slowly, slowly, Tommy let go of his arm. "Y-you're right. I'm sorry." George smiled and gave him a hug. "You don't have to apologize." And with that, he walked out of the base.

George sighed as he grew closer to the meeting spot. How did it ever come to Tommy and I living together? For quite a while, George hated him as much as everyone else. But when Tommy ran to him, in a moment of pure terror as Dream came to kill him, what could George do? Sure, Tommy had burned down his house, but Ranboo was part of that too! And the only reason he had done it was to get revenge against Dream! Dream... What happened to you? The power had all gone to his head, and it turned him in a way that George thought was irreversible. His Dream, his kind, funny, competitive Dream, was a villain and a manipulator. Even after weeks of living with Tommy, and the two getting closer, George barely knew anything about what Dream had done to him in exile. All he knew is that it was something that he wouldn't wish on anybody. And with those thoughts fresh in his mind, George came face to face with Dream.

"Hello, Gogy." Dream said playfully. Just that one silly nickname brought back thousands of memories. Hanging out with Sapnap. Doing challenges together. Watching movies. Telling secrets. Playing pranks. There was that, and then there was this. Things could never be the same. "D-don't..." George paused, took a deep breath, and started again, with his voice less shaky. "Don't you ever call me that." Dream pushed his mask to the side, and he had a look of fake hurt on his face. "Aww, why not?" George tried to look somewhere, anywhere other than those brilliant green eyes, but as per usual, they drew him in. "We're not like that anymore, Dream. Not after what you did." Dream laughed, but it wasn't the cute laugh George used to hear. That laugh was as dead as the Dream that had it. It was maniacal, terrifying, like something out of a horror Disney movie. "What I did? What I did?" Dream stepped closer to him, and George flinched without realizing it. "What about what he did? You're hiding with him, the one who took everything from you? And they say I'm the bad guy, but all Tommy's ever done is cause trouble." George felt angry over the way Dream described his roommate. His... Friend. "We've all done bad things, but most of us apologized like he did. You just keep getting worse and worse." Dream laughed again, but quietly. It almost sounded like his old one. "So, there's really no chance for us..." George nodded. "We're too different. Fire and water. Darkness and light. Good and evil. We're made to destroy each other." And the good guy always wins. That means I win over him. Dream shook his head, as if able to read George's thoughts. Then, without warning, Dream took George's face in his hands, surprisingly gentle. "D-Dream? What are you-" George was cut off as Dream kissed him, just like he did before. He instantly felt himself relaxing in Dream's arms, as he had for years. The world could've burned behind them, and George wouldn't have cared. They were together, and that was all that mattered. That is, until Dream ran his sword through George's chest.

George broke off the kiss in confusion, and felt the wound. "W-what... Dream?" He turned to George, and put his hand on his cheek. "Good always wins." George then felt a searing pain in his chest as Dream withdrew the sword and turned it to himself. George couldn't help but watch as he stabbed himself as well. Dream reached for George's hand, and George let him. "G-George, do you remember the night you said you loved me?" George nodded. "I-I could never forget." Weakly, Dream pointed above them. "T-the stars are just as beautiful..." Their worlds went black, as the night swallowed the two lovers. But George didn't mind the pain, because finally, finally, they were together, in a place where good and evil could create more then death. Where fire and water made beauty. Where light and darkness could love each other.

You're my star, Dream.

Well as I said I've been here for a while now and I've noticed people are nice:) It helps to know I have friends here when I'm alone...but that's not the point of this the point is that I'm thankful for everyone and I hope everyone of you stay safe and have amazing days for as long as you may live! P.S love (as a friend) Heatwave46!:)

How do you become a Mod/Admin? I would love to become one!

Due to a troll on the WOFFW, I am pinging refugees.

@HuntressXD

Xavier Winters paces the floor of his small room in a house on the suburbs of California, the wood creaks under his feet as he taps a stick on the ground, "XAVIER! GET YOUR A// DOWN HERE!" his mom yells up angrily. Xavier pushes the door open and walks out, slowly inching down the wooden stairs and then walking down the purely wooden floor and into the kitchen. He sees his measly share of food and decides not to complain. He quickly eats it up, his family still wolfing down their food. "Can I go ou-" he asks. "FINE. Just this once!" his mother shouts. He flinches and walks down the door, opening it to get a bucket of water dumped on his face from above. It was his sister, "When I get up there I'll-" then he stops, realizing it's better not to hand out threats. He just sighs and starts walking out to the road. He sits there quietly, pondering why his family was so rude. He slowly drifted off to sleep outside. He woke up to the moon high in the sky above him and felt a little cold, It's just the night... he told himself, it's just the night...

Basically it's a series about powered people trying to live with normal people and stuff. That was the first chapter, as I'm writing short chapters, second chapter out soon. Please suggest a name via comments, as I have none.

So basically im in a WoF/Jurassic Park RP, and my scavenger OC just ran away at the last second causing a dragon chasing him to crash into the fence.

The other user says their OC can turn around quickly, but they were 3 feet from the fence already. They also say that the power is mostly down, yet my OC turned it on earlier.

Then they said I was controlling their character.

Then a friend said no, i wasn't controlling them, and another RPer said a big dragon can't change direction easily, and that my trick would work.

My friend owns the rp, in fact. And the person accusing me of controlling their OC is a known powerplayer and suspected to be underage.

The owner then said they will contact a mod if Wildtigon (the user) keeps doing this. Another RPer said it was a question of size-weight-mass-momentum ratio and repeated saying that a big dragon can't change direction easily.

Then i told everyone we should just ignore Wildtigon now. Wildtigon keeps saying i was powerplaying and that their OC won't get electrocuted.

Then i told them that their OC would only be minimally electrocuted, as the electricity is spread thin and the cage wasn't built for their OC

And then now they're probably gonna accuse me of powerplaying because my OC just happened to use the tunnels to get to another OC of mine.

Who's being unreasonable?